"Yes." Yebo poured her a cup of tea. "It's hot. Drink the tea."

Song Mengjie opened her tea to the table. "Is that what Dad asked for?"

Ye Bo hung his lips. He was not good at telling lies. He was reluctant to tell lies. He was silent.

"What are you kid trying to say?" Song Shuhao was angry, but when he saw Ye Bo's expression, he stifled the anger and dared not get angry.

Song Mengjie knew in her heart that, as she thought, "Did you rub the medicine at noon today?"

Yebo answered honestly, "No."

She held back her anger. "Come home early tonight, I'll wipe it for...